yes fatty. Really quite humorous yet heart wrenching at the same time. It brings back a flood of memories of one of the 1st friends we lost to aids in the mid 80's. In his final few days of life, he barricated himself in his bed room and wouldn't let anyone in including his brother whome he was very close to. And then he died. I have lost 3 others since then to aids. Most died in the early nineys and I miss all of them.
But I have lost more to cancer and I miss them too.
Death is death no matter how why or what you die from, you still just as dead and the ones left behind are the ones who are still left in misery, mourning the one they love and will always love. Death doesn't kill the emotions shared between the dead and the living. And honestly the sting never goes away.
